Dudes, I am going through another break up. I KNOW. This time I am instigating it as it is decidedly LONG overdue.
I am breaking up with my pharmacy.
The reason, you see, is my pharmacy is evil and incompetent. Generally I'm a nice person. Like too nice according to my friends. My pharmacy brings out the crazy bitch in me. So much so that I once, hands balled into fists, red in the face, asked my pharmacist in a not nice tone if he got his degree from Bubba's School of Medicine and Learnin'. I am not kidding or exaggerating. As I had Liz on bluetooth at the time she can back me up, if she's finished laughing yet (this happened a year ago).
Anytime I am forced to go there (at least once a month as I take the baby allergy medication) I end up walking back to my car, cursing and muttering under my breath. Last night as I ranted to Liz about their latest fuck up she exhaled and told me she could no longer support this abusive and dysfunctional relationship. So I am doing it. I am changing pharmacies and giving up. I can't change them. I can't make them in to who I want them to be. Ergo, I am moving on, head held high. So screw you Rite Aid #5452, you never deserved me. So take one last look as I am walking out that door to someone to treats me better.
(I'll miss you)